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... e Caelith, a cascade of towering trees and whispering shadows. The scent of damp earth clung to the air, thick with decay and life all at once.
Caelith's stomach twisted in hunger, a sharp reminder of his mortality.
The Duskrend Strider's meat was soon to run out.
His fingers curled into fists.
He needed to get stronger. Now.
The world wasn't going to wait for him to heal. It wasn't going to care that he had been exiled, that he had buried his mother with ...
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